It is no secret I hate being an adult. If I could stop the clock of time I would do so at about the age of 16. Maybe with far more sexual experiences than I actually had, but at an age where eating foods like Pop Tarts would still be acceptable. Actually who am I kidding? Screw the rules. I’m going to the store now to by some Blueberry Pop Tarts thanks to this commercial from the 90’s:
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I wish it were still easy to find Pop Tarts that weren’t frosted. I like them better and my sister can’t eat the frosting at all as the gelatin bothers her stomach.